![]() ![]() ![]() “Your husband and my wife are discussing my many wonderful traits,” Matteo said. She pressed up against Luca with a confused look. “What are you two gossiping about?”Īria came back from the kitchen, eyes darting between us. Matteo set the wine bottles down on the table before joining us and wrapping his arm around my waist. ![]() Luca gave me what could be considered his version of a smile, and some kind of silent understanding passed between us. He’s cocky enough.” His eyes went to something behind me and I turned and spotted Matteo heading in our direction, his arms loaded with several bottles of wine. And don’t tell my brother I said he was right. “I’m not in the habit of handing them out. “Thanks?” I said, unsure if it was meant in a positive way. “I’m starting to think that maybe Matteo was right and you two aren’t the worst match.” “Okay,” I said slowly, not sure where to go from there. “I didn’t like you because I hated how you treated Matteo.” I managed not to squirm when he scrutinized me. “But I think we should try to get along better for Aria and Matteo.” Luca raised one dark eyebrow when I stopped beside him. ![]()
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